{"id":764,"date":"2016-03-01T01:28:30","date_gmt":"2016-03-01T01:28:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ein-shop.pl\/wp\/?page_id=764"},"modified":"2016-03-01T01:28:30","modified_gmt":"2016-03-01T01:28:30","slug":"im-oer-young-to-marry-yet","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/demarczyk.pl\/Ewa\/im-oer-young-to-marry-yet\/","title":{"rendered":"I’m o’er young to marry yet"},"content":{"rendered":"

Robert Burns<\/em><\/strong>
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\nChorus.-I’m o’er young, I’m o’er young,
\nI’m o’er young to marry yet;
\nI’m o’er young, 'twad be a sin
\nTo tak me frae my mammy yet.
\n 
\nI am my mammny’s ae bairn,
\nWi’ unco folk I weary, sir;
\nAnd lying in a man’s bed,
\nI’m fley’d it mak me eerie, sir.
\nI’m o’er young, &c.
\n 
\nMy mammie coft me a new gown,
\nThe kirk maun hae the gracing o’t;
\nWere I to lie wi’ you, kind Sir,
\nI’m feared ye’d spoil the lacing o’t.
\nI’m o’er young, &c.
\n 
\nHallowmass is come and gane,
\nThe nights are lang in winter, sir,
\nAnd you an’ I in ae bed,
\nIn trowth, I dare na venture, sir.
\nI’m o’er young, &c.
\n 
\nFu’ loud an’ shill the frosty wind
\nBlaws thro’ the leafless timmer, sir;
\nBut if ye come this gate again;
\nI’ll aulder be gin simmer, sir.
\nI’m o’er young, &c.<\/p>\n

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